Dean sat in a steel folding chair with Regal seated across from him holding out a cup of tea that the boy took carefully without looking at the Englishman. This extreme show of shyness by Dean had Regal very concerned on what could possibly be bothering the boy so much.
"Tell me what's wrong, Ambrose."
"I feel like my powers weren't in my control on Smackdown. It was like they were blinding me so that I would keep making mistakes with almost hitting Roman." Dean explained as he looked at the tea in the cup. "Could it be the darkness?"
"Ambrose, I do not know what it could have been. It could have been the darkness, but also could have been as simple as you being exhausted or not feeling well. You need to keep calm though and I promise you will be fine." Regal instructed with a hand on the boy's knee.
"Thanks. I should go before Raw starts." Dean finished the tea before handing the cup to Regal.
He headed out of the room with hands in his jeans pocket and headed to where his dad was talking on the phone. An arm went around Dean by his dad who had suggested him talking to Regal on what was bothering him with his powers on Smackdown. Gently Hunter guided his son towards the office only to have Dean stop at hearing Raw's opening. It would seem an idea came to the boy since the first thing on Raw was the Fastlane main event contract signing. Already out in the ring set up with a table was Stephanie and Hunter nudged his son to go do what he was thinking. The boy had his music play to interrupt his mom as he came down the ramp to enter the ring with his title in hand. He goes around the table to lean back on it while facing his mom and picks up one of the mics to raise near his mouth.
"You're early." Stephanie comments.
"Can we cut to the chase, mom, please." Dean told his mom who seemed curious on what was going through her youngest son's head at this moment. "Can we just get this little contract signing over with. I got some unfinished business with that big overgrown ape, Brock Lesnar. So why don't we bring his big ass out here right now."
"I understand that you're anxious, but you actually don't tell me what to do, I tell you what to do. I am your mom. This is the official contract signing and there will be no physicality what so ever, okay?" Stephanie asked her son. "I make the introductions, I'm the one calling-"
Before she could finish, her oldest son's music began to play for him to come out through the crowd. She was really wishing that Hunter would have kept their sons under control for a little bit while she talked out in the ring. If Seth at all decided to come out and interrupt her, Hunter would be sleeping on the couch in their hotel room. Now both oldest and youngest stood together as their mom went to the other side of the table.
"How unusual for you to interrupt me, Roman. Welcome."
"What's the holdup here?" Roman asked his mom. "Let's sign on the dotted line. And then my man, you want to punch Brock Lesnar in the face, right?"
"Yes." Dean nodded.
"Let's get to it."
"We'll get to it when I say we'll get to it. But isn't it interesting Dean, how every time you have a moment, Roman somehow comes in and steals your spotlight?" Stephanie wanted them to realize she was the mom and they would behave out in the ring. "But without further ado, allow me to introduce the third competitor in this triple threat match, "The Conqueror" Brock Lesnar."
A slight shift happened in both Dean and Roman's eyes at seeing Brock Lesnar that Stephanie hoped they would control or chaos would erupt. She knew Brock has been doing something that has been getting under Dean's skin and it made her have to fight back her protectiveness. The contract signing was between three talented wrestlers, not her two sons versing the beast. Brock's eyes went on Dean noticing the mischievousness in them as they kept shifting.
"Ladies and Gentlemen," Paul began to address the fans. "My name-"
"Paul, everybody knows what your name is. I already introduced Brock. Let's just get this started, okay." Stephanie cut off the advocate to keep the show going. "Everybody wants to get the contract signed. Let's make it official. Dean, your first."
Quick the boy was to take the contract and pen to start signing along with glancing up at Lensar to send him taunts to the beast. He then set the pen down for Roman to sign next and last was Lesnar who kept glancing to Dean that Stephanie and Roman both held identical looks on their faces at not liking that.
"Thank you gentlemen." Stephanie scanned the contract to make sure her sons gave actual signatures with their full names.
One time she had them sign an agreement that they would behave for a babysitter when she had to go to some meetings. She had not checked to see that Seth and Roman had signed fake names of Neth Drollins Helmsley-MacHon and Ronan Leigns Hensley-MicHan so that they did not have to behave for the babysitter. That little trick got the two boys grounded for a week. Now Stephanie knew to always check her sons' signatures and it seemed Roman had signed his correctly along with Dean doing the same.
"My business here is done." Stephanie said before quickly leaving the ring.
"Hey, little brother, maybe you want to ask big brother, samoan badass the difference between a beatdown by the Authority and an authoritative beatdown at the hands of Brock Lesnar." Paul taunted at the two brothers using their age orders.
"Dean, don't fall for the bait." Roman whispered at the thoughts coming from the youngest through the bond.
"I can do this."
"No. We stick together."
A motion of Brock's hands has Roman knowing that his baby brother was very close to ignore his instructions and going after Lesnar. He continued to remind Dean that they had to handle the beast together like at the last mania. Brock continued to instruct Dean to come at him and suddenly Roman felt the mental bond close for him to not know what his baby brother was thinking.
"Dean. Stick together." Roman reminded only for it to not work and Dean moved closer to Lesnar.
Dean got himself right in Brock's face and Roman had a bad feeling on what was about to happen. He was right as Brock just snatched Dean to toss the youngest over the table and right into his older brother that sent both boys down on the mat. The beast picked up the table to slam it into Roman as a way to keep the oldest boy down before he snatching Dean to give the teenager an F-5. The contact of Brock's skin with Dean's allowed a transfer of strange memories to consume Dean. All he could see was a little boy sitting on a sterilized floor playing with toys while crouched near his side was Brock. One of Brock's hands ruffled the boy's light colored hair to earn a laugh coming from him as it already was messy and in his eyes.
"Dean?" Roman called to snap the youngest from the memory.
Only before more could be said, Triple H's music played and he came out with title on shoulder and stood beside his wife. Paul kept Brock from heading up the ramp as he realized this was a move to absorb focus off Roman and Dean. It was like a statement being made that Brock would be versing two talented boys trained by the Game himself and if he even made it passed them to get to mania, it would be their dad himself he'd face for the title.
"My dad doesn't love me. I made him mad and he sent me here." a young voice from a memory said in Brock's head that had him clenching his hands in fists.
"Brock, you need to get out of your head." Paul reminded him. "I know you what you want, but right now is not the right time."
"Did Roman and Dean sign correctly?" Hunter asked his wife quietly.
"I made sure they did." Stephanie assured with showing their signatures.
One of Hunter's arms went around his wife as he moved to stand behind her and kept his eyes on his sons with them needing to remember who they are. He needed them to remember that only together could they succeed against Lesnar at Fastlane. Once everyone had gotten backstage, Hunter saw Dean walking away with his brother and knew that Roman could deal with the youngest. From Dean came a frustrated noise that had Roman glancing to him with holding back from lecturing the youngest.
"I swear to god, before this night is over, I'm going to get Brock Lesnar." Dean promised with only receiving a nod from Roman.
"You can't do it alone." Seth reminded as they turned a corner to see him waiting near the wall.
"Brock has some fascination with me and I want to know why." Dean snapped at his twin.
"Stop taking the bait runt. All this fascination crap is just Brock trying to mess with your head." Seth explained with hope that Roman would back him up.
"I don't Seth. Something about the way he looked at dad before held rage." Roman informed as they continued down the hallway.
"Look, I will do this on my own. It's me he's fascinated with and it will be me who deals with him." Dean claimed before walking away from his brothers who did not like the idea of Dean facing the beast all alone.
After giving Dean some time to calm down, Roman decided to go talk with his baby brother in hopes of stopping his want to deal with Brock alone. He found Dean standing in the hallway pacing and knew a lot had to be going on the youngest's powerful.
"I don't know about you-"
"Don't." Dean cut his brother off from what he was going to say. "Don't even. I don't care if he gives me another F-5. I don't care if he gives me an F-10, an f-15, and F-150, it ain't nothing. I'm getting a piece of Brock Lesnar, tonight."
"I didn't come here to talk you out of anything."
"Yeah."
"That fool hit me with a table. I say we go get him right now, show him what Fastlane is all about."
"No."
"No?" Roman was confused on that.
"I don't need your help."
"What are you talking about? Are you still hot about Smackdown last week?"
"No. It's not about that. Look, you've been in the ring with Brock Lesnar before. You get another turn against him at Fastlane. Tonight, Brock is mine." Dean said as the bond reformed and the youngest put his hands flat together. 'Please Rome.'
"All right. All right." Roman agreed for him. "Give him hell and save me some."
The two brothers fist bumped before Dean walked away down the hallway with Roman watched him with unease. He felt something come up behind him and didn't need to turn to know it had been Seth who bolted there.
"Are you sure on letting him do this?" Seth asked.
"If I see any real danger, I'll head out there." Roman assured.
It wasn't long before Dean's music played with the boy heading out to the ring and he got in looking ready for a fight. He got inside the ring to accept a mic that he raised up to his mouth with him wanting to say what should give him what he wants.
"Hey Brock Lesnar. What do you call that with what you gave me out here earlier? Was it an F-2, an F-3? It certainly couldn't have been an F-5. I thought the F-5 was supposed to hurt. I mean, I thought the F-5 was supposed to keep me down, supposed to crush me and conquer me. Like I said, Brock Lesnar can't keep me down. Brock Lesnar can't kill me. Brock Lesnar can't get the job done. Hey Brock, why don't you come on out here and try again. And this time, put some stank on it."
"He's crazy." JBL said on his student who leaned back against the ropes like he was waiting.
"Man, maybe my dad was right with what he said last week, maybe Suplex City is going soft."
'Dean Ambrose Helmsley-McMahon, stop it.' Hunter ordered his son over the mental bond. 'Do not keep this up.'
"Brock Lesnar has gone soft. That sounds like a personal problem. What's the matter, Brock? Can't get it up for the big fight?"
'Dean, you need to stop.' Hunter sounded between worried and amused and suddenly the bond was shut off by the boy as he turned his back to the ramp.
"Man, I guess Pauly didn't give you any permission. Now I knew Paul Heyman was your advocate, Brock, but didn't know he was required to hold your balls. Brock Lesnar!" Dean shouted only to finally get what he wanted.
Out came Brock who looked amused at the words that came out of the boy while Paul seemed to mot understand why Hunter and Stephanie have no leash on their youngest son. Suddenly Dean rushed out of the ring to go after Brock who just shoved the boy back to have him roll on the padded floor. With eyes shifting, Dean rolled to his feet and charged right back at Lesnar who just slammed Dean back first into the apron.
"You take after your father very much." Brock whispered to the boy before lifting him up to drive knees lightly in Dean's midsection.
Whipping the boy into the barricade, Brock looked at him with confusion on how he could act so much like Triple H after everything the man had done to him. He allowed the boy to just lay on the floor for a minute only wanting to fight him when necessary.
"He never could accept what you are. Locked you away and would have done it again if he never could have put your powers in a slumber."
"Liar." Dean refused to believe that.
Brock just lifted the boy up to roll into the ring and he decided it was time to show the boy the truth. He walked around the outside of the ring watching the boy lay on his stomach not taking his eyes off the beast. Those eyes were so much like Hunter's own that it actually sickened Brock. An arm slammed into Dean's chest to put him back down on the mat and Brock hoped finally to get through to the boy by doing this.
"Stay down Dean." Paul instructed the boy from where the advocate stood near the apron. "You should stay down."
"I hate him! He let them hurt me and I want my dad to pay!"
Not wanting the memory to distract him too much, Brock pushed it aside as he paced in the ring. He saw Dean begin lifting himself up with assistance from the ropes and he had to smile at the boy's stubbornness to never stay down.
"Where is your dad? He should be out here helping you." Brock whispered as he saw the boy right himself on his feet.
Paul actually flinched at Brock knocking Dean down to the mat once again and he wished this would just end already. Instead of staying down like Paul wished he would, Dean crawled right towards Brock before getting to his feet. An F-5 was immediately given to Dean and Brock looked at the boy before he exited the ring. Only he stopped at noticing Dean still getting up and the boy began begging him to come back even though he didn't look able to stand. Brock stood over the boy feeling angry at the boy wanting him to keep hurting him when all he wanted to do is leave him alone after everything he's done to him already. Before he could grab the boy, Roman's music began to play as a smirk so much like Hunter's flashed onto Dean's face. Down the ramp came Roman who watched Brock turn to face him and he felt the bond reopen.
'Remember that cool move dad did in his mania match against Brock?' Dean asked.
'Which move? There were many cool ones.'
The answer to Roman's question came with his baby brother low blowing Brock Lesnar from behind. A laugh could not be held in on him always knowing just the right move to use from their dad's arsenal. Even though Brock was done, Dean could barely stay on his own feet and he slipped out of the ring to head up the ramp to his older brother where he dropped just passed him. In Brock's view sat Dean reminding him too much of Hunter and it hurt more than the low blow. A sound of frustration over the pain spreading through his side came from Dean as Roman was stood bent over him.
"You're crazy. You're crazy." Roman laughed as he didn't notice Brock staring at Dean. "But you did it. You did it."
As Roman assisted Dean in getting up off the ramp and him to backstage, the boy glanced back at Brock who began getting himself up off the mat. The beast heard Paul calling him and he headed out of the ring once the boys were out of sight. He could not believe how much Dean tonight had reminded him so much of Triple H when the man did not deserve after what he's done.
"Wish you were my dad."
Those words actually hurt Brock and he ignored Heyman as he continued up the ramp for backstage. In the locker room of Roman and Dean, the older lowered his baby brother on the bench since he knew Dean had to be hurting. He saw Dean wince with each movement he made and turned at the door opening with Hunter entering with Seth bolting passed him.
"You're crazy." Seth told his twin.
"Like father, like son." Hunter laughed and began ruffling Dean's hair.
He gently hugged his son to him with a proud smile over his son not backing down to the beast like so many that were much older have done. Dean leaned into his dad's hug with not once believing any of Brock's words about his dad that he said out in the ring. Never would his dad purposely want to lock him away or had allowed him to continue getting beaten up if Roman had not been expected to head out. The boy could never doubt that his dad cared about him and all Lesnar was trying to do was mess with his head, but the beast would not succeed.